Band imagines (request closed)

Twiggy Ramirez

A.N. Ive wanted to do one for him for a while now,  was a little scared of making people angry, or offending someone.
But then i decided i should write for me. So, If you dont like it,  just dont fucking read it. 

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"Holy shit!!"  The sound of Zim's hourse voice,  disturbs my comfortable cuddle session with my boyfriend.

"Fuck, that's a big ass spider" he adds, causing Twiggy to jump from his spot on the couch,  knocking me from his lap onto the dirty bus floor. I groan and send him a death glare, but my anger softens instantly at his expression. He is standing on the back ledge of the couch, and struggling to get even higher.

A rough hand takes hold of my arm, pulling me to my feet.  I glance over my shoulder and send Marilyn an appreciative smile.

" thanks " he nods in responce, and we both turn in the direction of a girly screech.

" oh my fucking Satan, get it off me" my dear boyfriend is flailing around, in attempt to shake the spider off his leg.

" come on twiggs, be a man and kill it" Manson, teases, not able to hold in a deep laugh.

" I'm the one wearing a dress, you kill it" he whines in response. From the corner of my eye, I notice, Marilyn grab his chunky, leather boot, raising it above his head.

Is he seriously going to squash the poor creature that's still on my boyfriend.

"Stop!!" I shout, grabbing his forearm. I let go quickly and reach to Twiggy,  scooping the small, crawler off of him. " he's so adorable" I coo, as it crawls over my palm.

"See, jeordie, " I lift my hand in front of my femine, boyfriend's face, " isn't he cute?" Twiggy just looks at me with the most frightened look I've ever seen him wear.

Marilyn is still laughing at him, as he moves into the kitchen.

" here" he states, simply, handing me a plastic food container, that he must have stabbed holes into. I screech in excitement, placing my new pet into his new home.
" oh, babe, you're gonna keep it?" I look to my boyfriend as he complains. I place the container on the table, before pulling the man off the couch and wrapping my arms around him.

" don't worry,  I promise, i won't let him eat you" I tease, sitting him back down, before taking my previous perch on his lap. He glances  at Marilyn who is placing bits of food in the makeshift cage.

" don't look at me, I'll happily feed you to him" he threatens, causing Twiggy to flinch, slightly, pulling me closer to him. Whispering into my ear....

" Don't let him eat me,y/n"